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hen the last eagle flies
Over the last crumbling mountain
And the last lion roars
At the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the forest
Though she may be old and worn
They will stare unbelieving
At the Last Unicorn
When the first breath of winter
Through the flowers is icing
And you look to the north
And a pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying
And would leave the world to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter
Of the Last Unicorn
I'm alive!
...I'm alive...
When the last moon is cast
Over the last star of morning
And the future has past
Without even a last desperate warning
Then look into the sky
Where through the clouds a path is formed
Look and see her how she sparkles
- It's the Last Unicorn
I'm alive!
... I'm alive...
- Album:
- Still Within the Sound of My Voice
- Ten Easy Pieces
- Miscellaneous
- Suspending Disbelief
- Just Across The River
- The Bottom Line Archive: In Their Own Words, Vol. 1 (Live)
- The Bottom Line Archive Series: In Their Own Words, Vol. 1
- Compilation
- Jimmy Webb: Live At the Royal Albert Hall 1972
- LIVE and AT LARGE
- Martha Stewart Living: Quiet Time
- El Mirage
- Highlights from the European Brass Band Championships 2008
- Le Coffret Ideal Folk
- Ten Easy Pieces Plus 4
- And So: On
- In Their Own Words, Volume 1
- Retro-Spective: EMI Catalogue Conference Sampler 1997
- Cool as Folk
- In Their Own Words, Vol 1